Han Yixing jumped to the table and looked at him with a somewhat rapid breathing. Her lips were slightly opened and her face was red. She was a little surprised when she looked at him.
And when he looked at her, he wanted to grab her again and give her a good kiss.
Just knowing that he couldn't go too fast now, otherwise he would frighten the little guy again, he reluctantly suppressed it before reaching out to her.
Han Yixing blinked and understood what he meant, and said, "I saved it just now."
"Where's at home? Office? Fei Xiluo?" He still glared at her dissatisfied.[
Han Yixing smacked her tongue. She actually wanted to save so much. She handed him the phone and started to look at his office. Behind him was a floor-to-ceiling window. Through the transparent glass, he could see the busy traffic outside and even the sea on the other side.
There is an oversized TV wall on the left wall, and there are two sets of dark brown sofas on the side of the door. There seem to be two small rooms behind it, and I don't know what is in them.
On the other side of his desk are rows of bookshelves, and on the other side are a fish tank and two blue and white porcelain vases.
On the right side just after entering the door, there was another slightly larger table with many things placed on it, including a pure white laptop. She was a little curious, who sat in that seat?
Thinking of another beautiful woman sitting in his office when he was at work, he felt a little uncomfortable and pouted slightly.
"Do you like it here?" Meng Beichen checked her mobile phone. In addition to the few numbers he just entered, there was only one more person named Luoyi. He thought he was her classmate, but he didn't care.
I felt relieved when I saw that there was no Gretchen.
"I don't like it at all." Someone said duplicitously. In fact, his place is really beautiful. Although the entire space is in dark colors, the floor-to-ceiling windows add a touch of brightness to the entire office.
"You really don't like it?" he asked with a smile, noticing that her expression was already staring at another desk, and her expression turned slightly bad, but he smiled happily.
"What are you doing? What kind of work have you arranged for me? You keep wasting my time." Han Yixing snatched the phone back and threw it into his pocket, as if he was very busy.
"Little guy, there is your desk." He pursed his lips, expecting her reaction.